Since I was a young girl, I spent hours in the garden with my mom, my grandmothers, and even my great grandmothers. In Minnesota, there is no more welcoming site than the tulips breaking through the nearly frozen ground. The tulips were a sure sign that spring was on its way and winter was starting to lose its grip. Soon after the daffodils and late season tulips would follow.
My great grandmother’s garden in Minneapolis was absolutely exquisite and huge. She a beautiful path that wound through the garden and led to a little enclave near a stump where a beautiful and delicate lady slipper could be found. As my great grandmother’s garden grew, she would divide the plants and thin them out to keep the gardens healthy. The plants that were taken out of the garden were shared with my grandma, my mom and my aunts. My mom still has peonies that originated from my great grandmother’s garden.
Peonies are my absolute favorite, but unfortunately I can’t grow them in South Florida as it does not get cold enough here. Now instead of peonies, tulips and roses, I’ve planted gardenias and hibiscus plants. In addition to the new flowers, we’ve added mangos, avocados, pineapples, limes, key limes and bananas to our garden.
There’s so much beauty and peace that can be found in the blossom of a flower. The bloom lives a delicate short existence, but in its short life it brings the world tremendous joy. The blossom of a flower can teach us many things. The blossom doesn’t wait for affirmation or bees for it to open. The flower blooms and the bees come. Lastly, the blossom is a poignant reminder of how beautiful, delicate and short are existence is on this planet. Enjoy the beauty of life and don’t wait to blossom.